He began moving the two toward the master bedroom at the top of the stairs. “Yesss! Porn The shock was enough to make her lick her lips. Ohhh..”Crack, he left a red handprint on her upper right cheek. He grabbed the buttplug. Five minutes ticked by before they began moving from the doorway. Moans came through the bedroom walls. Whenever she slowed she received a smack. Madeleine pulled back. Their lips locked in a passionate kiss. Haah! ‘OH! Wrapping him in a hug, one hand grabbing his firm ass. FUCK! Madeleine’s legs wrapped his hips in a tight embrace. Her head yanked upward, back aching. His keys and the fork clanked lightly in the dish with the other keys and he moved for the stairs. Ahhaah! Grasping her ass, both cheeks spread faintly. It had happened while changing a flat, four blocks from home. His hips worked her like one of the piston heads in his orange and black 1969 Ford Boss 429 Mustang.
